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Saturday morning. NY Times. Coffee. This story made me choke on my breakfast burrito (not a euphemism).
Nicely played, Father.
Scene: The Vatican Lounge. Priests sitting around a large table drinking sarsaparilla. Marshall Tucker Band cranked on the hi-fi.
Priest: *Looks at long list in hand* Let’s see. Hmmmmmmmmmmm. *Looks up from list* Well, we haven’t pissed the Jews off in awhile.
If truth weren’t stranger than fiction, one might assume that the folks at The Onion might have grounds for a lawsuit against the NY Times for hijacking a perfectly absurd headline. And in the process of Googling the word ‘sacrilegious’ to make sure I was spelling it correctly for something else a little later, damned if this wasn’t the second result (after Urban Dictionary’s enntry) for the misspelled ‘sacrilegous’.
I don’t normally spend this much time thinking about Catholicism, especially on Saturday mornings (it embitters the coffee), but how can all of this not resort to Jesus becoming a member of the Sarcastic Clapping Family of Southhampton where this particular branch of His flock is concerned? Come on, Catholics! Start voting people off the proverbial island! Write a stern note to someone in latin!
Sir @ April 3, 2010
Irony… she is so delicious!
If only there was a way to bottle it so one could pour it over pancakes.
I have no sympathy for them.
Oh my. Forget the main story. I believe in hell specifically cuz there needs to be payback for those douchebags. It’s the second reference that’s interesting. I’m pretty sure everyone missed the obvious subtext that reading the bible and “sudden urge to visit the bathroom” referred not to the call of nature but to needs created by all that hot virgin action. I’m thinking about the cute girl who played Mary in the Christmas pageant right this moment.
That’s why we call ourselves “recovering catholics” in this house.